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To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
I'm the source of all emotion, but I'm caged in a white prison.
By the way, what never moves, wears shoes, sandals and boots, but has no feet?
What is seen in the middle of March and April that canβt be seen at the beginning or end of either month?
Although my cow is dead, I still beat herΒ What a racket she makes.
It's what light turns into in the night